Can't get enough of the stuff
That's been fucking me up
But it's gone to my head
Nowhere to run, too much fun
Kinda like it this numb
And maybe I'm dead
I like it, I like it, I like it this way
Everything is tempting
And we're running out of time
No time for second guessing
I'm living out of line
Stuck in a stare, I'm not there
Kind of unaware
Better than having regrets
Shit being said, going mad
And I'm feeling a tad
Bit out of my head
